doll city

Chapter 14 Carousel (2)

"Move upstairs!"

Yan Ge made a decisive decision and carried the person in his arms to the middle of the stairs leading to the shopping mall on the second floor. After seeing that he could stand up smoothly, he immediately turned around and picked up Ma Xiusheng, who was the most suffocated, and sent him up the stairs.

Lao Chuan, who didn't have the skill of [Forest's Resentment Melted into Iron Armor], dragged two people up the steps unhurriedly. He seemed tired, so he found a beer and took a sip, then stood aside and watched Yan Ge rush forward. After being busy, the people who were hung up were moved to the escalators that were stopped according to the severity of suffocation.

"...there are many hunting grounds for the evil sect, and this one is quite new today." Lao Cai had an expression that had nothing to do with him.

Compared with the lives of these people, Lao Chuan was still more interested in the "boss" of this hunting ground. He touched the neck of one of the female members, but he couldn't find the "rope" to hang them up, and clicked his tongue.

"Have you read it clearly? After a long time, we didn't see a single horse. How can we take you idiots?"

Ma Xiusheng's eyes were wide open, and he was still speechless at this moment. The other members were in shock. Although the newcomers were a little angry, they didn't dare to talk back to the old ones, and described them with livid faces.

"It just... feels like there is a rope around the neck, which cannot be seen or touched, but it exists, as if it wants to lift us up."

He said, pointing to the top of his head.

Yan Ge looked up and saw that the overall internal structure of the commercial center was in the shape of a cylinder, with escalators spiraling upwards, and the sight was as high as nine floors.In the "patio" area in the middle, there are colorful advertising light strips hanging down, surrounding the crystal chandelier in the center of the highest floor.

"I probably have an idea."

Yan Ge tore off a decorative ribbon from a shopping mall, wrapped one end around his hand, held the end of the rope with his right hand, raised his left hand, and analyzed: "Now it seems that the mechanism is very clear, that 'rope' is like this The ribbon, at first there was a certain amount of weight, and then the longer we stayed here, the rope got tighter and tighter."

"What should I do?"

"So, if you want not to be hanged, everyone has to keep climbing to higher places."

This statement was quickly convinced by everyone, and Lao Chuan sneered and said: "What's the use of saying this, the key is to find the position of the live puppets. According to what you said, the live puppets can't be slaughtered. These people have to hang bacon .”

Ma Xiusheng slowed down at this time, and wiped his face with the cuffs of expensive fashion in an inconspicuous manner, but his throat was still blocked by his own flesh tissue, and he couldn't help looking at Lao Cai with resentment, and pulled at the man next to him. man, pointing to his throat.

"Go, go." Others didn't want to pay attention to him, and listened to Yan Ge's analysis attentively.

"The directionality has actually indicated that since there is a rope, the probability of pulling the rope is directly above us. You were suspended just now—"

Relying on the fact that there was no invitation card and he was not within the scope of being hanged, Yan Ge returned to the center of the first floor, where these people were hung in a circle just now, made gestures, and said: "This location happens to have no ceiling, And there is actually only a crystal chandelier directly above."

"It can't be a chandelier, all dolls have eyes."

"A living doll has at least one eye. Most of the time, attacking a living doll's eye has a miraculous effect. We all say that we judge good or bad by the color of the eyes."

"There's really no exception to this, unless the crystal chandelier is decorated with horses or something."

Everyone denied it again and again.

At this moment, Ma Xiusheng stood up, probably seeing that Yan Ge was the most talkative one here, leaning out of the elevator guardrail, pointing frantically at the opening poster in the corner.

Yan Ge followed her pointing direction, and was surprised to find that there were photos of the board members of Lieming Tingxi Commercial Center under the poster. Because actors are sensitive to face recognition, he quickly found Ma Xiusheng's photo.

"Let her speak. She is a shareholder of the board of directors here, and she must be more familiar with shopping malls than us." Yan Ge said to Lao Cai.

"Oh?" The old cut down was also quite surprised. He walked in front of the fearful Ma Xiusheng, dispelled the ability of the craftsman's flesh and blood, and said with a smirk, "Answer whatever I ask you. If you say more nonsense, I can make you feel better." Every breathable place on your body is full of tumors!"

This really frightened her, and after she was able to speak, she quickly moved away from Lao Cho.

"You should be very clear on the ninth floor, are there any statues or decorations like 'horses'?"

Ma Xiusheng really didn't dare to say another word, and gritted his teeth: "It's not the ninth floor, it's the roof. The roof of the shopping mall is very big. In order to attract business, we built a playground on the roof. That location..."

She pointed to the top: "It happens to be the position of the 'Carousel' in the middle of the playground."

Carousel, horse.

"It's right, it's right, this 'horse' is what you're looking for on the invitation..." The members let out a sigh of relief, thankful that they didn't just throw Ma Xiusheng outside on the spur of the moment.For them, knowing the origin of the doll is half the battle.

The material of the carousel is mostly plastic. Although the ability is very strange, the main body should be easy to destroy.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but relax a lot.

Seeing that they got the answer, Ma Xiusheng asked, "I'm done talking, can I go now?"

"You can go, no one will stop you." Having obtained the key information, the members around joked, "It's night now, and the streets are more exciting."

Ma Xiusheng couldn't help but snorted coldly, but she was also afraid that it would be hanged if she went down as Yan Ge said. Under this hesitation, her right leg still couldn't go down.

Yan Ge did his duty to stop him: "After going down, there will still be an invisible rope hanging up, why not go with the main force."

Lao Chu glanced at it, dusted off the cigarette ash, and said: "There is no condition on the entrustment to bring one more person. If you want to bring a waste, you have to give me the 'skills' of the hunting ground this time."

To gather the remaining two skills of the first movement, there is a high probability that it will be different from the "Carousel" we will deal with tonight.According to the information provided by Lao Qiu in the previous chat, these two types of skills come from living puppets that are conceptually close to them, and this ability to hang people remotely is somewhat irrelevant.

What's more, since Lao Chuan proposed that he needed this hunting ground skill, the lost skill might be something he didn't have—that is, with a high probability, it would be the same as the two skills that Yan Ge currently possesses.

Thinking about it this way, Lao Cai's condition doesn't matter to Yan Ge, but after thinking about it, he decided to stretch the condition, shook his head and said, "It's not because of relatives, forget it."

"you--"

——What’s wrong with the young people nowadays? If you help people to the end, you might still remember him after you go out. Now, hmph...

The corner of Ma Xiusheng's mouth twitched, holding back some harsh words in her heart, but just as she was about to try to leave, a child's cry suddenly came from above the empty shopping mall.

"Mom! I'm not playing anymore! Mom—"

The sound was extremely low, but because the mall was newly renovated and empty, the sound came down from the roof, and everyone on the second floor could hear it very clearly.

"Hiss... and children?"

Maybe it's a new teleportation.

It was not surprising that this happened, and the crowd didn't think much of it. On the contrary, Ma Xiusheng screamed when he heard it.

"Xuxu! It's my Xuxu!!!" She ran to the second floor, halfway through, touched the fatal strangle marks on her neck, but she didn't dare to act rashly, she turned to them and said, "Save my son, he's up there, help me get him down, you can pay as much as you want!"

"Money?" Lao Chu fiddled with the pure gold finger in his hand, and said with a smile, "Money is nothing now, and you probably don't have guns and explosives. Onion, you can cry with this handsome boy to see if he will soften his heart."

After finishing speaking, under Ma Xiusheng's resentful gaze, Lao Chuan turned around and walked up: "Let's go, what are you waiting for, waiting to hang bacon?"

The goal has been set, and the members of Xianggu slowly walked upstairs with an order from Lao Chuan.

Yan Ge didn't say anything, he was a step behind, and after a while, Ma Xiusheng caught up from behind.

"Young man." Ma Xiusheng really couldn't believe Lao Cai, so he could only lower a level and catch up with Yan Ge, "There is my uncle's safe upstairs, and it has a gun. Help me find my son, I, I I can give you the gun."

Windfall.

Yan Ge remained unmoved, and said: "It's not an obligation to help you, there's no need to lie and deceive people."

Common people know how difficult it is to get firearms in China.

"I didn't lie to you!" Ma Xiusheng became anxious, and her voice lowered again, "It's a real gun, the kind that can kill people. The entire Ciling Road is under my uncle's control, and it is dedicated to collecting debts for people and forcing evicted households. How do you control the situation with a gun? I know where it is, just take me there, and I will definitely give you the gun."

In the old house in Laoci Street, the Gu family was always harassed by several waves of persuasion and demolition every year, and the situation has intensified in the past two years.So when Yan Ge heard that his ex-uncle Luo Jiankun might start to mess around, he instinctively wanted to kill him so that he wouldn't bother his grandmother who was already in poor health.

...So it's about you.

Yan Ge appropriately showed a little interest: "Is what you said true?"

"My Ma family was Ciling's respectable family when we were in the Republic of China. Why did you lie to a young man?"

"Okay then, but you can't tell Lao Cho. Also, I need to get the gun first." Seeing her hesitation, Yan Ge added, "After I get the gun, I will escort you through the hunting ground tonight .”

Fearing that he would change his mind, Ma Xiusheng wondered, "How can I trust you?"

"My Ciling Gu family is also a respectable family in the Republic of China, why did you lie to your aunt?" Yan Ge turned his head and left after finishing speaking.

Aunt?Who are you calling auntie? !

Just as Ma Xiusheng was about to have an attack, he suddenly reacted and muttered something silently.

"The Gu family of Ciling...could it be the Gu family of Old Porcelain Street?"

Old Porcelain Street Gu's Mansion, in the Republic of China, had a nickname called "Northern Porcelain First Home". I heard from the elders in the family that the reason why Ciling was rich was that the Gu family started the waterway transportation of porcelain with the strength of the family at that time, revitalizing it. The entire Ciling.

When the Gu family was at its peak, their Ma family didn't even have the qualifications to stand outside the threshold and give gifts.

Ma Xiusheng just shook his head for a moment, and couldn't help but think sarcastically: What about the first Beici, what about the famous "Twelve Actors Opera", it didn't fall after the war, whoever has the money now It is the real rich.

Thinking of this, she regained her self-confidence as a gentleman, and hurriedly chased Yan Ge to the third floor.

……

Cilingting East District.

The entire junction between the West District and the East District seemed to have been hit by an earthquake. Half of the buildings collapsed for no reason, and the originally wide and smooth road split from the middle.

They didn't struggle, and even though the dirty groundwater gradually corroded their eyes, they still unconsciously danced to the string music flowing from the violin, and the hoarse, inorganic singing voice and melody slowly resounded through the long street...

"...the second musician came from the North,

Searching for water in the sea of ​​sand and picking up waste in dreams.

The mistress' bowels shatter the doors and windows,

No one recalls the madman's jokes. "

The singing echoed ethereally, as if all the voices in the entire block had been grasped by him and composed into musical notes.

In this night mist filled with tombs and dilapidated smells, a series of discordant voices sounded unexpectedly.

Click, click.

It sounds like some kind of expensive metal-embedded cane tapping the concrete floor rhythmically. The performer's eyes are in the ups and downs of the bow in his hand, and his eyes pass through the black mist lingering among the buildings, falling on a circle flying around him. On the figure of a black crow.

"He" is only about as tall as a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, with thin limbs and slow steps.He was not affected by the weird violin playing, leaning on a cane, he walked step by step under the light of the street lamp.The dark yellow light outlines a complicated and exquisite dark green dress, and a small top hat of the same color inlaid with faded flowers is tilted on the head. The ribbon on the top hat gently sweeps the slightly curly but still shiny black hair , below is a pale face half covered by a mask.

He left from the light and walked into the second light again. On the way, he seemed to be attracted by the musician at midnight. Holding his top hat, he turned his neck and looked at the performer across the street.

The crow flapped its wings from his shoulder and landed on the street lamp beside him.Then, he opened his right eye, which was not covered by the mask - the red right eye, like flowing blood, reflected Li Ya's figure.

"...It is 9:05 at night." Li Ya whispered cautiously and fearfully from the white paper in his pocket, "The route to Tingxi District has been planned, you have 5 minutes to try to kill him, if you fail, Immediately escape three kilometers away from the clock tower."